The Midwest Is Such A Tabula Rasa.

Time Passes, As The Novelist Says. The Single Most Useful Trick Of Fiction For Our Repair And Refreshment: The Defeat Of Time. A Century Of Family Saga And A Ride Up An Escalator Can Take The Same Number Of Pages. Fiction Sets Any Conversion Rate, Then Changes It In A Syllable. The Narrator’s Mother Carries Her Child Up The Stairs And The Reader Follows, For Days. But World War I Passes In A Paragraph. I Needed 125 Pages To Get From Labor Day To Christmas Vacation. In Six More Words, Here’s Spring.

Out Of Grad School, I Worked As A Tech Writer For A While Before Going Into Computer Coding For A Living.

We Will Live With Racism For Ever. But Senses Of Self, Senses Of Belonging, Senses Of Us And Of Others? Those Are Up For Grabs.

What I Really Like To Learn How To Do Is To Build Sentences That Are Equal To Mental States.

The Thing That Makes Reading And Writing Suspect In The Eyes Of The Market Economy Is That It's Not Corrupted.